While Huan'er was enraged by the eight men's unbridled gaze, Duan Ling Tian looked at the middle-aged man with an average height that was referred to as Old Second by the leader of the group of nine people as he said indifferently, "Hmm, it seems like you're quite loyal…"
Duan Ling Tian's purple robe fluttered in the air as he rose to his feet. In just a moment, he stood next to Huan'er before he gently placed his hand on her shoulder.
"Brother Ling Tian, you're awake?" Huan'er's attention had been focused on the nine men before her that she did notice Duan Ling Tian had awakened from his cultivation.
"Yes." Duan Ling Tian nodded with a faint smile on his face before he said, "It seems like I better carry us for the rest of our journey. Otherwise, who knows how many flies will come buzzing around us?" He looked at her with a doting gaze, and he spoke as though only two of them existed in the world. He did not even spare the group of men a look.
